When Lu Xiaoning returned to the computer desk after vomiting, he saw Cen Shen and Cui He arguing.
The reason was that more than a dozen Tibetan soldiers were captured alive. Cui He wanted to kill these prisoners of war to vent his anger, because although the Anxi Army won the battle just now, it also suffered 19 casualties from Mo Dao soldiers.
Six of the Mo Dao soldiers were even smashed to pieces.
I have to say that the fighting power of the Tubo army is indeed very powerful.
If they had not known in advance that a brigade of Tang troops had come to this oasis, and mistakenly mistook Cuihe's brigade of Mo swordsmen for local herdsmen, the casualties of the Anxi army would have been much greater.
Even so, the death of six Mo Dao soldiers made Cui He heartbroken.
You must know that all of his Mo Dao soldiers are the best among the best.
Therefore, as soon as the battle is over, Cui He will execute the surviving dozen Tibetan prisoners of war.
Killing prisoners was a routine operation for the Tang army. Li Jing, Li Ji, Su Dingfang, Xue Rengui and Liu Rengui all had records of large-scale executions of prisoners of war.
Not to mention Gao Xianzhi.
Almost the entire Stone Kingdom was slaughtered by him.
But Cen Shen opposed the massacre of Tibetan prisoners of war.
After all, Cen Shen is a Confucian scholar, and what he values is the word benevolence.
However, Cen Shen also knew that Confucius and Mencius' thoughts of benevolence and love for others could not convince Cui He, a warrior, so he found another reason: to interrogate these Tibetan prisoners of war separately to obtain information about Tibet.
Lu Xiaoning also heard the whole story clearly from the argument between the two.
"Here!" Cui He suddenly sang a fat song to the night sky and said loudly, "Master Lu Tianshi, come and give us an opinion. Should these dozen Tubo dogs be killed or should they not be killed?"
Before Lu Xiaoning could speak, Cen Shen became anxious: "Stop! Master Lu Tian is an immortal from the upper world. With such a noble status, why would he bother with such mundane matters?"
Lu Xiaoning quickly swallowed back the words that were on his lips.
As a heavenly master from the upper realm, it seems that he should be a bit strong.
If you have to get along with the Anxi Army, you must first think about your words.
Cui He was rendered speechless by Cen Shen, who then said: "We should at least interrogate the prisoners of war first."
"What do you have to ask?" Cui He said suddenly, "It's just a hundred or so Tubo dogs that went to Khotan to plunder. It's not like they haven't been there in the past. Just kill them."
"Not really." Cen Shen said, "This Tibetan army actually has armored cavalry. It is not an ordinary Tibetan army."
Cui He mumbled, "Do you think Judge Cen is going to say that the Tibetans might launch a large army to cross the Nimangyi Mountain and then cross the Tulum Moraine to attack our town of Khotan?"
Cen Shen was speechless for a moment.
Because the possibility is zero.
If Tubo wanted to use troops against Anxi, there were only three routes.
The southern route is to send troops from Yangtong, pass through the Great Bolü Kingdom, then go west along the Sailu River Valley into the Little Bolü Kingdom, and then enter the Western Region through the Congling Ancient Road.
The northern line goes north from the land of Jiuqu, crosses the Qilian Mountains, and enters the Western Regions from the Hexi Corridor.
However, now, Xiaobolu Kingdom has been controlled by the Tang Dynasty, and Longyou Jiedushi Ge Shuhan has seized the land of Jiuqu, so the north and south routes are no longer accessible.
In addition to this, there is a third route which is the center line.
That is to send troops north from Qiangtang, along the Qiemo River on the eastern edge of Tulum Moraine to Puchang Sea, and then along the Kongque River to Yanqi and even Tingzhou, where the Beiting Protectorate is located.
But taking this route is extremely risky.
Because it has to pass through more than a thousand miles of Gobi no-man's land.
Not only could we not get supplies on the way, we couldn't even find any water source.
And even after completing the journey of more than two thousand miles, the Beiting Protectorate has summoned 20,000 well-equipped and well-trained Beiting troops waiting.
Therefore, Khotan Town could not be attacked by the Tibetan army.
Unless Xiaobruting State is lost, it is absolutely impossible.
So Cen Shen could only change his mind and said: "But it doesn't hurt to ask."
"It's useless to ask," Cui He said, "These Tubo dogs are tough and tough, they can't tell."
At this time, Lu Xiaoning had already thought of a suitable way to say it, and immediately said: "Leave this matter to me. I have a way to summon the Tibetan people's supreme god Yala Xiangbo Mountain God."
"Ah?" Cui He and Cen Shen both couldn't believe it.
How could Master Lu Tian be so kind and courteous to mortals?
"Don't think too much about it." Lu Xiaoning immediately said what he had planned, "I broke through the world and descended to the earth this time just to establish a secular relationship with Lu Wen, so it doesn't matter if I help you a little."
Cen Shen was overjoyed when he heard this: "This will help Master Lu."
…
Summoning the Yala Shampoo Mountain God is naturally a lie.
I don’t know if there is Yala Xiangbo Mountain God in this world. Maybe there is, maybe there is not, but even if there is, Lu Xiaoning has no ability to summon him.
But this does not prevent Lu Xiaoning from pretending to be the God of Yala Xiangbo Mountain.
It is nothing more than a Chinese-Tibetan bilingual translation artifact.
After all, today’s translation artifacts are extremely smart.
…
Tenzin Quza stared straight at the night sky with empty eyes.
The Tang Dynasty and Tibet have been at odds for more than a hundred years. A major war breaks out every three to five years. Small-scale battles occur almost every year, sometimes even several times a year.
Therefore, there was deep resentment between the soldiers of the two countries.
When they meet on the battlefield, it's often a fight to the death.
Even if they were occasionally caught alive, they would be brutally executed.
For the upcoming fate of death, Tenzin Chodral had already been mentally prepared.
Tenzin Chouzha is not afraid of death. He is a devout believer in Ben religion and firmly believes in the theory of reincarnation. Only suffering in the past life can bring blessings in this life. The sins of the past life need to be repaid by the suffering in this life. Only after they are washed away For the sins committed in the previous life, one can be reincarnated into a noble lord or a respected lama in the next life.
Because of this, Tenzin Chodela is not afraid of death at all, and even looks forward to it.
Because death means liberation, it also means that he has washed away the sins he committed in his previous life.
In the next life, he can be reincarnated as a wealthy noble lord or a respected lama, owning acres of farmland, groups of cattle, sheep and horses, and a dozen or even dozens of wives and concubines.
Tenzin Chodral's only worry was that the noble lord would be angry.
When a nobleman is angry, he will turn his anger on his wife and children.
His wife would have her hands and feet chopped off, and his children would be skinned to make adult thangkas.
There is a song spread in Tubo: The shackles on my body cannot be broken, because they are the property of the government lord, and I cannot die easily, because I am the slave of the noble lord.
As a slave, Tenzin Chodela did not even have the autonomy to die.
Therefore, Tenzin Chodela is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of death, which is very contradictory.
Time passed quietly while waiting. Unknowingly, the moon fell into the west of Tulum Moraine, and the light on the oasis suddenly dimmed. Tenzin Quzha became even colder, and the tattered sheepskin jacket on his body was better than nothing.
At this time, a faint voice sounded from the night sky without warning.
"My poor child, are you cold? Are you hungry?"
Tenzin Quzha's hands and feet were tied to the wooden stake, but his head was not restrained. Hearing the sound, he looked around anxiously and found that there was not even a ghost around, and the top of his head was empty.
But he was very convinced that the sound just now came from a few inches above his head, and that the sound was also close to his ear, as if it was speaking into his ear.
"Who? Who's talking?"
Tenzin Chodral asked in a low voice.
He was worried that the louder voice would alert Tang Jun.
"Poor child, I am the God of Yala Xiangbo Mountain." The faint voice sounded again, and this time Tenzin Quzha heard it more clearly, just a few inches from his ear.
The hair all over Tenzin Quzha's body suddenly stood up.
"Yala Xiangbo Mountain God? Are you the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God?!"
"Yes, I am the Yala Xiangbo Mountain God, the supreme god of the Tibetan people."
"My God! The omnipotent mountain god of Yala Shampoo! Help your child."
Poor Tenzin Chouzha, even at this time, what he prayed for was not for his own survival, but for help. What could he do for him? Naturally, it was to help his wife and children avoid punishment by the nobles.
"My poor child, I'm just here to help you."
"Great, the mountain god has appeared, the Yala Xiangbo mountain god has appeared!"
Tenzin Chodela burst into tears of joy. His wife and children were saved.
However, the next words of Yala Xiangbo Mountain God completely subverted his understanding.
